Once upon a time
my words fell apart
and told me I had nothing else to give.
Once upon a time
I believed them.
Telling, isn’t it,
the things we know when they are finally written down.
So I guess
I only write down what I know
and not what is true.
I will write you down until you don’t seem like truth
but you are still here
something I can touch
and mold into something that doesn’t look like a lie.
So here is a short list
of the things we know:
sometimes I don’t deserve you.
I can see the rain before the storm starts.
I can’t always see you.
When I see you there is something in your eyes
I might break again.
I will not do everything right.
I will do most things wrong.
I bleed when you get cut
and I can’t stop the slide.
I am sure I have never seen perfect
but your hand in mine
is as close as I have ever felt.
I will not be everything you need.
But I will try to be the moon if it feels like the sun won’t rise
and I wish for you every morning.
I love you.
You are first on the list
of the things I think I know.
I only hope I’m right.
Now THIS is a love poem!
Now THIS is a love poem!
Starward